Chapter 6

She winced naturally, as she had become accustomed to it been the first thing she did at the dawn of day, thanks to her thin curtains that never stop light from penetrating. She expected the light to hit her closed eyes, but to her surprise, there was no hit. Behind her lids told her her room wasn't as bright as it usually was.

She yawned wondering why she felt so rested. Her brows frowned as her body told her it wasn't used to the feel of the bed she was on, though it was comfy, it just didn't feel like her bed. She croaked her lids open and was met with an unfamiliar environment.

The neatly arranged room with yellow painted walls caught her eyes. Then the thick grey curtains —which explained why strays of sunlight didn't greet her vision—, a chair that had few folded clothes on it and a door that she knew would lead to a bathroom at once. She puffed a